Normah’s Cafe

Normah’s Cafe

One thing I love about London is that there is always something new to find.  Sometimes, in the most unlikely of places. I am referring here to food of course.  The arts often seem to be too far above my head.  As my friends like 

Ginza Onodera

Ginza Onodera

Afternoon tea. I would usually associate this with the British tea drinking culture.  With dainty scones, luxurious finger sandwiches and select beverages.  All held in a carefully white tablecloth environment.  Altogether a rather refined affair. Japanese seemed to be the antithesis of English tea with 

Sichuan House

Sichuan House

They might as well have called it spicy house as that’s how I initially read the name. I like houses. A roof over my head is something that I love. I like spicy. Something to jolt me out of the mundane is good.  A bit 

Lorne

Lorne

Forlorn.  Sorry, I mean Lorne. I was feeling somewhat melancholy on this day so that was one of the first words that popped into my mind when I heard the name of the restaurant.  As I was somewhat annoyed with the world (not an unusual 

Princi

Princi

Princi is so old and well known that it is an institution in Soho. I remember those many, many years ago when I first arrived in London, I would stare with famished hunger at the food as I was swept by their floor to ceiling